After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

A man stepped in from outside the hall, cupping his hands and bowing: "My minister Chang Liuzhou pays homage to His Majesty"

Fu Lu bowed his head respectfully and walked behind Fu Kun, squinting his eyes but pricking up his ears.

There was no sound in the hall, and the illusory smoke leaped into the air...

"Flat body." The man on the dragon chair dragged his chin, raised the end of his eyes slightly, and spoke lazily.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The man stood up, lowered his eyebrows, and didn't look up.

"Tell me... Is there something I'm hiding from you in Qizhou..."

The other party pursed his lips, still shaking his head with a smile.

Fu Kun seemed to be looking at that person directly, and raised his eyelids, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Do you dare to deceive the king?"

"At this time, the little prince is supported by His Majesty behind him..."

"It's been almost three years since high school...why aren't you afraid that you won't be worthy?"

"It's better for you to be less fussy... No matter how unworthy you are, it's not your turn..."

"screw you…"

Talking in a low voice, the voice circled around Shi Yang and was heard in his ears. He straightened his back more and more, but he just looked at himself like a beggar who had been driven to the end, still maintaining the fragmented dignity.

"Cough..." He coughed lightly.

A group of people dispersed in a panic, bowed their hands together, and then shouted in unison: "My lord..."

Shi Yang passed directly in front of a group of people, rarely caring about etiquette.

At the moment when the figure of the young man disappeared in the compound, chattering discussions rang out again.

"Hey... I really think I am some kind of person..."

"It's a broken sleeve after all... Why do you really want to make a fuss, Your Majesty can't do it..." Suddenly, a few people had an idea, and several people passed a look with mischievous eyebrows.

"This is about the continuation of the royal family's heirs... Why don't you ask the empress dowager to comment on it?" He said tremblingly, and then everyone became distracted.

Shi Yang was sitting in the inner court, the red robe on his body had not been taken off, and a cup of tea was cooking next to it, billowing smoke.

He stared at the teapot in a daze, thinking about the night he left Qizhou.

Sitting with Chang Liuzhou in the gazebo in the small courtyard, the two of them watched the beautifully blooming crabapple through the pattering rain and mist.

"Are you really determined to go back?" Chang Liuzhou still held a piece of peach blossom cake in his hand, squinting his eyes to taste it.

"Your cook is really pretty and skilled..."

Shi Yang followed suit with a sip of tea, he glanced at him, and smiled softly, this smile was inexplicably eye-catching, it couldn't be said what kind of emptiness it was, but it was full of sadness.

Chang Liuzhou looked inexplicably sad and sad: "It's my fault that I didn't arrive in time..."

The rain hits the flower buds, trying to smash down the soft flower pieces, but it just sighs.

He suddenly said, "Why don't you drink instead of wine?"

"The injury on your body..." The words paused on his lips, and Shi Yang was quiet for a moment.

"... Forget it." Then there was no more text.

Shi Yang stared at Yu and saw the gods, and after a long time, he smiled and said: "I have to go back and ask him...what am I..."

what do you think i am...

place in your heart.

His thoughts were scattered by a gust of wind blowing in from outside the window, and then he came back to his senses, his eyes slowly opened.

When Shi Yang got up, he vaguely felt a burning sensation of being scalded by something, which was aggressive.

He turned his head, lightly tapped the tea table in front of the window with his slender fingertips, and met the eyes behind him.

"Tsk...still so insensitive..." The man behind him laughed, and he stepped into the room and slowly closed the door.

The movements are skilled and natural, as if they have been done many times.

Shi Yang stepped back subconsciously, took a cup of hot tea on the table with his hand, the scorching hot liquid poured all over the back of his white and delicate hand, and then dropped the teacup to the ground and the broken porcelain pieces, splashing everywhere.

"Get out." He cursed.

"Why... this king has just arrived in the capital... His Excellency doesn't want to see you like this?" Duan Wang leaned over with a smile, and he reached out to grab the back of Shi Yang's burned hand, "Relying on the backing of His Majesty?"

Shi Yang glanced coldly at the opponent's body, his hand was firmly grasped, and he couldn't struggle no matter how hard he tried.

The voice began to tremble: "What do you want..."

"I want to ask you what do you want?" The other party suddenly raised his hand, then bent his lips, chuckled and dropped a light kiss on the back of his hand.

Squinting eyes: "Be careful..."

"Madman!" Shi Yang took out his hand and took several steps back to distance himself from the opponent.

"Actually, I haven't figured it out all this time... What are you still looking forward to..." Duan Wang was not annoyed at being brushed off, turned around and sat casually at the low table in front of the window.

Playing with a brush on the table that was not yet stained with ink, looking at Shi Yang's face with a smile.

The windows of the Imperial Academy were still wide open, and from the inside one could see the adults discussing in a circle in the courtyard, most of them were in their thirties, whispering.

The reason why they refused to come in was because the topic of discussion revolved around the well-known Shi Xiaoshizi.

"Boom!!" With a loud sound, the wide-open window was slammed shut, and those around the courtyard looked back.

"Did King Duan go in just now?"

These words seemed to wake everyone up, and several people exchanged glances.

"Not if..." The tone is meaningful.

The room was in chaos, and everyone who was familiar with the discussion outside the courtyard lowered their heads and left in a hurry, heading directly to the imperial study.

Not good... This King Duan is looking for that ambiguous Mr. Shi again! !

Shi Yang was firmly pressed on the coffee table by the other party, he had almost no ability to resist these rude people, and the end of his eyes slowly turned red.

She looked very pitiful, but she was born with a charm.

Duan Wang tilted his head slightly, his eyes were on Shi Yang's face, still smiling.

"If I ask you, you have to answer well."

The tone was extraordinarily flat, but there was a sense of gloom.

Shi Yang felt a chill run down his spine: "This is the Imperial Academy!! It's not just your mansion in Qizhou!!"

He was a little excited by the other party's emotions, and his heart that had been calm for a long time finally began to turmoil.

"So what about the Hanlin Academy?" The other party sneered coldly with disdain, and suddenly stretched out his hand to firmly pinch Shi Yang's chin, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Back then, you could work in the mansion where the king worked..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped Duan Wang on the face, and his head was turned to one side, burning hot.

"Bastard!!" Shi Yang lost control a little bit, his eyes sparkled with tiny watery glints.

"Heh... who do you really think you are?" The hand pinching Shi Yang's chin tightened, and the other hand wrapped his arms around the other's waist, desperately pulling it into his arms.

The smile on his face disappeared completely, Wang Duan's face was cold, his cheeks flushed.

Slowly lowering his head, he stared coldly into Shi Yang's eyes, cruel and pitiful.

The world's Chang Dao Duan Wang is a well-known figure, who can amuse beauties and get rid of thieves, and is an out-and-out romantic talent.

How many official girls dream of marrying into Prince Duan's mansion, but they don't know that the other party's wolf ambition is sinister and vicious.

At the moment when Shi Yang was pressed on the tea table, the door was kicked open and hit the ground with a "bang".

The man's deep voice sounded: "If you dare to come in, you will be dragged to the staff for thirty."

Turning around, he saw the situation in the room.

Fu Kun almost came half-run along the way, leaving aside his steps, he walked fast and anxiously.

The people in the Hanlin Academy who followed held their breaths and did not dare to persuade them. They all lowered their heads and pretended to be quails. They followed into the yard, and saw that His Majesty, who was always uncertain, was kicking at the door.

Needless to say, I dare not look forward, whether it is more important to watch the show or the head...

The moment Shi Yang saw Fu Kun standing at the door, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, and there was nothing but a blank.

Then came a large expanse of bright and dazzling light, which made him dizzy for a while.

The moment he was let go by Duan Wang, he fell directly to the ground.

Staring blankly at the ground in a daze, not daring to look any more, the humiliation rained down on his head, watering every cell in his body.

"How dare you do such a mediocre thing in such an important place!!" Fu Kun scolded.

He was almost swallowed by the original body's emotions, ran over angrily, and punched Duan Wang hard in the face.

"Did you take me seriously!!"

Duan Wang was hit on the cheekbone by that punch, and took several steps back, calming himself.

Looking up at Fu Kun, he still smiled: "Why is Your Majesty so angry? Didn't you want it back then?"

It seems to be talking about a toy that can be thrown away at will.

There was confusion in Shi Yang's head and ears, but at this moment, that sentence rang clearly in his ears.

——Isn’t it what you don’t want?

Wrapped in huge absurdity and powerlessness, it was so ridiculous that the corners of his mouth twitched and slowly moved upwards.

Haha ...

His eyes were red, and the tears almost instantly accompanied all his proud self-esteem, leaving him in humiliation.

Along the cheeks, one after another, one after another, they smashed into the cold ground.

"Your Majesty and Duan Wang are fighting each other...I am waiting for you, how dare you intervene..." After a pause, he changed his posture of sitting on the ground and knelt down to worship, pressing his hands on the ground, and knocking his head hard on the back of his hands.

Almost gnashing of teeth.

"Let me go……"

Fu Kun slowly let go of Duan Wang's collar, and he looked at the humble man kneeling on the ground.

The other party was already thin, but the official uniform on his body had not been taken off at this moment, revealing a section of thin white neck, which made it even more fragile, as if it could be twisted off with a strong force.

Breathing is lowered a lot.

"Actually, the three of us are happier..." Duan Wang lowered his voice and didn't care at all. He looked at Fu Kun's face with a smile, with a rogue expression.

"Get out." Fu Kun paused every word.

He almost threw the opponent out from under his palm, and even threw it out like a mess of dirty garbage.

After a moment of silence in the room, Wang Duan pulled out the folding fan pinned to his waist, unfolded it gently, and waited by his lips, his eyebrows and eyes more and more curved.

"The humble minister will retire...Your Majesty will have to try it out..."

As if inviting the other party to taste the delicacies he brought out, it looks generous and casual, but in fact it is full of possessiveness.

Walking out of the house waving a fan with hands behind their backs, he was in high spirits. As soon as he came out of the house, he saw the people of the Hanlin Academy standing outside with a circle of eyes. They pursed their lips and waved their hands in a good mood to say goodbye.

The crabapple flowers outside the house are blooming beautifully...

In the room filled with sandalwood, there were a few small laughs quietly, and the empress dowager sitting in the main seat kept flicking the prayer beads in her hands, explaining something to the noble concubine beside her.

Suddenly an eunuch rushed in from outside, the floating dust in his hand was swinging higher and higher, and he glanced at the imperial concubine next to him.

"The Queen Mother..."

The queen mother suddenly stopped fiddling with the beads, raised her eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"But it doesn't matter."

"At that time, the young prince and King Duan were caught by His Majesty for their misbehavior in the Imperial Academy..."